nged her shoes and went out. 。She didn't go to the coffee shop she had made an appointment with Cheng Ruor, but drove to a well-known beauty salon in the city center instead. 。She had never deliberate...He gritted his teeth, unwilling to vent this anger. The swirling suspicions and questions in his heart were all suppressed deep down. Their relationship should have been as ordinary as that between an employee and an employer, there shouldn't be so many complicated emotions. Meow meow said

Since she admitted that she was Yang Ning, there was a reason for her to stay by his side, but An Tianxiang had no reason to restrict whether she truly cared about him.

After all, he only wanted to find his past back.

It seemed that after much thought, An Tianxiang finally understood the source of his recent unhappiness. A sense of calm washed over him, and he turned away from Yang Ning's gaze without hesitation. He gathered his things and got out of the car.

Yang Ning, seeing this, hurried to follow An Tianxiang, keeping a safe but not too close distance behind him.

After getting off the car, they boarded the plane soon after. Silence permeated their entire journey, which brought Yang Ning a sense of relief yet intensified his unease.

What was An Tianxiang thinking, she didn't know. But this unfathomable man had never been one to be easily figured out.

After four or five hours on the plane, Yang Ning finally arrived at the province where her village was located. They still had to transfer to a bus before they could actually reach their village.

Then, Yang Ning and An Tianxiang decided to eat something at a small shop near the station first, and then set off.

How is this shop

Yang Ning stood at the entrance of a greasy-looking little restaurant, uttering the first words the two had spoken since getting off the plane.

An Tianxiang glanced coldly, sipping his lips lightly, with only displeasure in his eyes.

"I'm not going, you go yourself."

This answer was almost exactly what Yang Ning had expected. She sighed, rubbed her growling stomach, and planned to persuade him a little more.

Yang Ning looked up at An Tianxiang's eyes, her expression weary as she said, "This shop is already the cleanest one around here. Don't be picky. We'll be on a bus for two or three hours later. You're not made of iron, you know."

She hadn't eaten breakfast that morning, only having a cup of milk. She ate a little of the airplane meal, but it wasn't very good.

Hearing Yang Ning say this, An Tianxiang lowered his eyes and glanced at her, not wanting to say more. He simply stood under the shade of a tree by the roadside, his tall figure and handsome features attracting quite a few glances.

Seeing that his persuasion was ineffective, Yang Ning simply stopped trying. He sat down at the noodle stall and ordered a bowl of noodles, grumbling to himself all the while.

The big boss's demeanor is different from that of ordinary people; he wouldn't even step into a roadside stall like this.

Moments later, the boss brought up a steaming bowl of noodles. They looked delicious, and Yang Ning was about to dig in when he couldn't help but glance back at An Tianxiang who was still standing under the shade, staring down at his phone. He wondered if he should go call him inside again.

She lightly furrowed her brows, hesitating and gazing at An Tianxiang enveloped in shadows. His chilling aura blended with the shifting lights and shadows, a gentle breeze lifting the strands of hair across his forehead. Everything seemed like a painting.

The ripples in his heart, which had already calmed down, seemed to surge again. Yang Ning hastily withdrew his gaze, unwilling to admit that he had been moved by beauty once more.

She took a deep breath, stood up, greeted her boss, and walked out of the store.

"Come on in, you'll be starving if you don't eat something." Yang Ning stopped in front of An Tianxiang, reaching out to gently tug at his sleeve. Her eyes held a mixture of hesitation and probing.

An Tianxiang's finger hovering over his phone paused. He lifted his head to glance at the woman in front of him, and the calmness he had managed to cultivate was instantly replaced by tension.

Lowering his head again, An Tianxiang stiffly twitched the corners of his mouth. The irritability in his heart, like butter, was once again smeared onto it by Yang Ning's gaze, making him feel sticky and uncomfortable.

As if to dispel this oppressive feeling, An Tianxiang gently retracted his arm and lowered his gaze, hiding the turmoil in his eyes.

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